Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

If 'bout that money
you gots to kill them, haha
Come here nigga, that's the way, uh
I'mi wake Hollywood up in muthafucka tonight

Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Thug Money got on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

Money got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

I'm thinking back when I was
I hustle in the summer
No for crime
I had to my mama

And I love the rainy
me hustle better
Running partner in da ghetto
to get my shit together

However, I'm giving these niggas pillars
Robbing fake dope
And these ass killers for my niggas
They they fingers on the triggers

'Cause they heard you business
And these fuck niggas trying to end
So I'm ready, riding dirty in the Chelli
Me and my cousin named and we stopping for that fetti

Call us foolish, of how we feel the way we do this
Slanging, robbing and even neighborhood polluted
I'm ready to do and like weed
I'm always louted with duck tape ya
If the move, I shoot it, hold on

Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Money got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

I'm doing this one for my
Who left his mama lonely
Got chur-en dat saw him
Got who don't even know him

Got to count his sent
one chance be his only lesson
For the all be missing
His son's got missions

on, don't fall, 'cause I've been there
And I know, 'cause see all my niggas ain't dealers
But killers, for sure, they call us thugs
So give us our own in the club
Allow us to use our drugs, what, nigga what, say it

Thug Money got blood on it plus a residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Thug Money got blood on it plus a residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Money got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

I can't you haven't heard of a dog, pop, what a bird
And no clues on how the Feds got the inside
He his real homies home and all my thug niggas gone
And ain't no telling when the boy getting back
See needs a hustle, so stay free from those ain't
Especially, when you in front of muscle

'Cause them fools will try to ya
They know you for yours
So from day one, they trust ya
This whole style I be for

Sometimes, look like I'm running speed
And old bad luck taking me lower
full of lies, there's too many guys
Who need to and God knowns a nigga tried

When it's gone get better, seems like
In this we live
Us just can't stick together
However, I a change got to come from this
One day, but right now, I accomplish shit

Patience for the
Waiting to die for the troubles that I'm
So I'm living on the
I'm till I'm dead, yeah

Standing free from them suckers and far from them Feds
I say I had no job, always rot
Living in the park, back when I was
And then got better, my pockets got fatter

Went to Jimbo, Timbo's, to Polo sweaters
Nigga came across a key and turned it three
And got my fuck ass emenies from me
And

Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

Tha Money got blood on it
Tha thug got blood on it